The wind howled outside the window, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and rain poured down incessantly.
In Lu Qingqing's arms, Pengpeng waved his arms and legs, eyes wide with curiosity as he looked out the window.
Though the wind and rain obscured the view, one could still see the towering sea waves.
When the sea is calm, both distant and close views are extremely beautiful, making one feel refreshed and relaxed. Now, with waves crashing furiously against buildings by the shore like ferocious tigers, it is quite terrifying.
Living deep on the mountain top, Lu Qingqing could feel nature's threat to mankind.
Her and Fu Yisheng's upstairs bedroom was well-insulated, so the sound of the storm outside didn't reach inside, yet the little one seemed very excited, babbling and gesturing to his mother, eager to stick to the glass to see the scenery.
"Pengpeng, can you see that far?" A month a foot, the saying goes.
Though it's a common saying, it has truth to it.
